Soldier Of Pain (Bucky Barns Fanfiction) [COMPLETED STORY]

Chapter 6 - Frozen in Time

A/N: I know I said all the other chapters where going to be longer, But this one is going to be an exception to that, I am so sorry for that.

I feel like my writing is shit, so I apologies for that. Hope you at least someone enjoys reading it anyway! =)

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I wake up in a similar strange modern surgerytable as before. I glans around me. Loud hip-hop music plays in the background of the modern lab of some sort. I groan in pain as I try to sit up. Suddenly three people are standing beside me. "Y/n? Can you hear me? Are you alright?" Steve asks.

Just as my body is about to collapse back down to the table top, Steve and T'Challa grab my upper arms to support me. I flinch at the touch, expecting another wave of pain to flow though me. But nothing happens.

I sigh in relief. They must have finally dressed me in some better clothing. I look down to see a black silk Wakandan style dresscoat that covers most of my skin, it has long sleeves, a turtle neck and hangs all the way to my ankles. Underneath the dress I wear black leggings for a precaution. My fingers are covered by a pair of soft gloves and my feet by a pair of comfortable sneakers and socks. So the only part of my skin that isn't protected is my head, which shouldn't be too big of a problem.

"How long was I out for?" I ask, suddenly feeling a pang of tiredness hit me in the head.

"Just over a month," Steve answers.

I squint my eyes at everyone and suddenly the memory of what happened floats into my mind. "Where is Okoye? Is she okay? I didn't hurt her did I? Ohh, God, I am so sorry." I hyperventilate, tears already spilling out of my eyes. I cover my mouth with my gloved hands, wanting so badly for this to just be a dream.

"Okoye is fine. She's doing a lot better then you. She left the hospital wing more then a week ago. She is back into combat and everything." A young girl who stands next to T'Challa says with a slight smile. Her voice somehow calms me slightly.

"I'm sorry," I mumble again.

"It's alright, It's not your fault." T'Challa comforts, his voice almost pitying me.

"How many people know?" I ask, looking up into their eyes for the first time.

I don't want the whole world to know. They will only see me as even more of a monster they already do. The monster I really am.

"Bucky only told the three of us," Steve explains. "Plus Okoye, of course. We figured not to spread it any further, since this didn't seem like our information to share."

I nod my head in understanding, slowly and carefully climbing off the table. I try to limp my way out of the room, but end up just tripping over my own legs because of how weak my body is. Luckily Steve's fast reflexes manage to catch me before I hit my head against the floor. I lean against him to support myself.

Last time I was frustrated and afraid so I was looking for Bucky to take that out on him. But this time, I seek his comfort.

"Where are you going?!" The girl asks me.

"To find Bucky," I answer, turning my head to face her behind me. But when I see their concerned faces I start to panic again. "Where is he? What happened?"

"Ummm. . ." They all stutter at the same time.

"Answer me!" I shout.

"Ahhh, it might be better to show you," T'Challa says. He is trying his best to stay calm, so he can keep me calm, but it's not working.

"What do you mean show me? Show me what?!"

"Follow me," He instructs. I take in a deep breath to try and calm down and do exactly that, Steve and the young girl -named princess Shuri- supporting me to walk properly.

We entre another lab. In the center of the room stands a tube that looks like a more modern version of the freezing capsules in Siberia. The more I stare at it, the more I realize that that's exactly what this is. Through the foggy frozen glass lays a Human. But not just any human. Bucky. My Bucky.

I walk up to the machine and place my hand to the glass, staring at Bucky's frozen state.

"He said he can't trust his own mind. So until they can find a way to get this stuff out of his head, he thought that going back under would be the best thing for everybody," Steve explains from next to me.

"So he left me?" I mumble, mainly to myself. "He left me all alone?" I stand frozen, with my gloved hand still pressed to the glass. I don't know how to process this. Everything is happening to quickly. I need him.

"Open it up." I demand, turning around to face T'Challa.

"I'm afraid I can not do that," He says.

"Why?"

"Bucky gave orders that we only take him out, if we have found a cure, which we haven't," Princess Shuri explains.

"Are there no other exceptions to that rule?" I ask.

"No." T'Challa says plainly.

"I don't care. Open. it." I breath though gritted teeth.

"No."

"Open it!" I shout again.

"No." They stare at me with faces that tell me they won't budge any time soon, if ever.

"Fine. If you won't do it, then I will." I walk over to the control panel next to the capsule and press the big red button. Surely that one will open the capsule up right?

"No! Wait! Don't touch that!" Everyone shouts at me, but I ignore them.

"You just cut off his only source of air! He only has a few minutes left until death!" Shuri screams at me.

"Why the hell would you make a dangerous button like that, the biggest most obvious one?!" I shout back. "FIX IT! NOW!" I start to panic again as everything around me turns to chaos.

My gloved fingers figit with each other in nervousness. My heart rate quickens with fear and my head starts spinning with anxiety.

Shuri runs over to the control panel and starts typing stuff into the futuristic keyboard.

I stand in front of the capsule again, my fingers pressed to the glass as I watch Bucky's face slowly turn blue. Tears stream down my face. "I can't lose you too. Not like this. This is my fault. I'm so-soo sorry. I-I-" I murmur. I close my eyes, trying to stay calm.

Soon my body collapses to the ground, my shaking legs unbale to hold me steady anymore, and somehow even more tears then before run out of my eyes.

I'm going to loose Bucky as well. And it's all my fault. Again. . .

To be continued. . .

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A/N: Today is my last day of Holidays and school starts tomorrow for me. This means that I won't have as much time to post regular story updates as often as I can right now. BUT I will try my very best to post as often as I can.

Hope you are enjoying so far!

~Rei =)